there are so many names that i cant bear to say-
hell, i cant even come to grips with myself.
always one step behind the end of the world,
never thinking that i could logically connect myself to you.
killing the dreams that i held so dear.

yet, in any other month, i'd feel this as an end.
only now do i feel as if i've ever been
understood for all these thoughts;

thank you.

finding out how close you really are, it
only deepens my patchwork understanding-
really, i couldnt love myself without you.

thank you.

you ended these clouds,
outmoding the fog, outlasting the rain-
undeterred in your pursuit of life.

maybe i dont always let on when the moon is out,
but you can always seem to feel the lack of
ultraviolets shining between us.
you alone can change this.

thank you.

11/16/2003

Author's Note: written for two things: the november contest, and for cheryl.

Posted on 11/17/2003
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